Struggling to open his heavy eyelids, Nobuki took a deep breath and spewed cloudy gas out of his nostrils. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe orange light of the sunset hit the snow-white ceiling, and the soft and serene light jumped into the eyes of the letter tree, dispelling the only tiredness in his mind.

"Oops, awful......" Nobuki rolled off the bed as if he had been burned to the bottom of his ass as if he had been burned to the point of the electronic clock. Divided from three to five, he put on his pants and coat, and Xinshu hurriedly pulled his shoelaces and ran out.

In the vegetable market, an aunt with a big shoulder and a thick waist shouted in her voice: "The fresh meat that has just been slaughtered is still steaming, the quality is good and the price is cheap, and there is no bullying, take a look, there is no such shop in this village!" ”

Xinshu went up and cut a pound of meat and asked to chop it into minced meat, but the fierce aunt did not use a meat grinder, but picked up her arms and chopped it herself, so frightened that Xinshu pulled the distance away, for fear of being unfortunately smashed. Throwing a piece of meat foam sticky on the blade of the kitchen knife into the paper bag, the facial features of the meat seller gathered together and squeezed a stiff smile and beckoned to Xinshu, who grinned and took the environmentally friendly paper bag, and left as if he were running away after paying the bill.

"Meat filling, vermicelli, vegetables, eggs, fruits, ......" Xinshu walked on the sidewalk on the side of the road with a large bag of bought things, and a black shadow flashed in front of him, scaring him who was concentrating on counting things. Nobuki looked up and just wanted to scold which bastard didn't walk long, but when he looked at it, it turned out to be a dirty dog, and the little flower dog spit out a pink tongue and innocently wagged its tail at Nobuki, and then ran straight to the middle of the road, at this time a car was coming in the distance.

No one around was aware that there was a stray dog in danger, and the driver of the car had no intention of braking. This is one of the more crowded streets in the city, and Nobuki can't figure out why there are stray dogs that have never had collars. With so many things in his hands, including fragile eggs, he simply didn't have time to react.

"Hey!" Nobuki yelled in the hope of alerting the driver, or causing the puppy to stop in fright, but his shouting had no effect.

Bang!

With a heavy crash, the expensive car deviated from its previous track because it hit a heavy object, slid out of more than ten meters and stopped. Thanks to the excellent braking and safety systems, the car did not suffer devastating damage, except that the hood deflated and blue-gray smoke slipped out of the cracks in the metal.

"!" A bald head got out of the cab of the car and ran to the front of the car to check the situation, shouting and scolding, while the co-pilot drilled out a scantily clad young woman, and ran barefoot to the bald man to do a bird posture, and the bald man patted the young woman's bare back and whispered to comfort her.

Shinshu gently put down the shopping bag in his hand, took two steps forward, leaned over and pressed an oval-shaped object that was dripping and spinning on the ground, and then gently picked it up. It is a head with eyes and a nose, the head of a JR-2 robot to be exact. Because of its age, most of the paint on its face has peeled off, revealing a rusty metal inner wall, and the residual electrical energy allows its eyes to still glow dimly, and it opens and closes its mouth slightly to express something, but because the sound system has been damaged, it can only make a squeaky noise.

There was a pile of black and smoking things in the middle of the road, and Nobuki was still wondering if the dog was okay, and as the dog barked, the little flower dog crawled out of the pile of smoke, shook the fur off his body, and then turned away with a low groan. That's right, the pile of smoky metal residue is the body of the JR-2 cyborg in Nobuki's hand. It used its metal body to wrap the flesh-and-blood little flower dog in its arms, but its mechanical neck broke open in the car accident, causing itself to be reimbursed.

When the bald man discovers the culprit who has caused him trouble, he runs over and kicks the wreckage of JR-2. He forgot that JR-2 was a metal robot with no senses, and ended up jumping around like a cripple in the middle of the road with his blushing face and feet in his hands.

"." The bald man saw Nobuki holding the head of JR-2 in his hand, and rushed over with an arrow to snatch it from Nobuki's hand, and then threw it out. JR-2's head drew a parabola in the air and slammed into the concrete floor, the fragments fell to the ground, and the lights of the eyes were completely extinguished, "Boy, this broken antique is yours?" ”

"It's not." Nobuki felt a little inexplicable about the bald man's indiscriminate suspicion of himself, and his arrogant and domineering attitude made people feel very uncomfortable.

"It's better not, or you'll be good-looking." After speaking, the bald man pushed the letter tree fiercely, and the letter tree, who was caught off guard, retreated again and again. The bald man saw that Xinshu closed his mouth tightly and said nothing, snorted coldly, sorted out his collar with satisfaction, and turned to leave.

"Hi bald, you forgot something!"

"Something?" The bald man instinctively looked back at the letter tree, and the two light brown ovals grew larger in his field of vision.

Let's go.

The transparent egg white mixed with orange egg yolk and brown eggshell pasted the bald man's face, and before he could react, he looked dazed, then stretched out his hand to stroke the slimy foreign object on his face, and finally couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick it.

"I'm going to kill you!" After the bald man figured out the situation, he jumped like thunder, and the letter tree at this time had already disappeared without a trace, leaving the angry bald man with nowhere to vent.

When he returned home, he saw that the clock on the wall was pointing to 6, and he hurriedly put the ingredients on the table and began to prepare dinner.

Click.

Nobuki, who was cooking something, heard the sound of the door opening, and rubbed his oil-stained hand on his apron and welcomed him out.

"I haven't cooked yet." A lazy voice reached the ears of the letter tree.

"Right away, wait a minute." Nobuki tugged at his cheeks, barely squeezed them into a smile, and waved his hand to his brother who was lying on the sofa.

"I finally don't have to eat instant noodles today." Nobuno rested his head on the bag full of books, took off his glasses and closed his eyes to recuperate, and finally muttered a sentence in response to Nobuki.

Seeing Nobuno close his eyes, Nobuno straightened up like a shrew, his hands pinched his waist, and his lips opened and closed quickly, but he didn't dare to make a sound. Nobuno turned over, so frightened that he immediately bent down and lowered his head to pretend to be looking for something, and did not forget to secretly look at Nobuno's every move.

Nobuno is Nobuki's younger brother, and in the eyes of his mother, Nobuno is well-behaved and sensible, has excellent academic performance, and is among the best in school, which is the family's greatest hope. Especially when the graduation exam is approaching, it is even more sloppy, and he instructs Xinshu to take care of his younger brother every once in a while, and he must do it properly in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, and he must not make mistakes. Originally, my mother planned to close the shop for a period of time and take care of Nobuno's diet and daily life, but Nobuki sternly refused. Nobuki said that Nobuno is not a three- or two-year-old child, and with his all-weather care, there is no need to drag down his mother's work. Later, under Nobuno's sworn guarantee, my mother reluctantly agreed. In fact, Nobuno knew very well in his heart that his brother's so-called all-weather care was seriously unrealistic, except for cooking a hearty meal when his mother came home to visit, the rest of the time Nobuno almost lived on fast food and takeout. Fortunately, Nobuno was not hypocritical, and he didn't plan to expose Nobuki, so he let Nobuki hide from the world and swim freely in the world of the game. According to the custom, my mother will come back to visit Nobuno tonight, so Nobuki is very attentive, and Nobuno, who has already seen everything, is used to it. Although he is not yet 18 years old, Nobuno rarely shows rebellion among his peers, and he understands the hope in his mother's eyes and actively works hard to shoulder that burden. Compared with Shinno, a young man like Shinki who graduated from a third-rate university and is good for nothing but playing games, is simply a moth in society, a typical example of eating and waiting to die, and should have starved to death in bed a long time ago. On the surface, he promised to quit the game, and he stayed at home for a while, and then he couldn't hold back and picked it up secretly, and if he let his mother know, he would definitely be expelled from the house.

"Brother, you cook once a week, and your skills are still so good, why don't I tell my mother and let you find a job as a chef." Nobuno picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the vermicelli, affirming Nobuki's craftsmanship.

"Alas, I'm afraid of robbing other people's jobs, cooking is about talent and understanding, alas, I have more important things to do than to save everyone's taste buds." He used two words in a row, but he didn't feel any modesty in the slightest, and his mouth that was almost to the root of his ears said everything, and he almost engraved the words 'I am the best' on his forehead.

"For example?" Nobuno had long been accustomed to Nobuki's shamelessness, so he gave him a blank look.

"Wearing clothes with the letter D printed on the chest to become the embodiment of justice, striking ......," he said, Shinki folded his palms and pointed diagonally at the roof, if he wore a small red cloak, it would definitely pull the wind.

"Stop, why the letter D."

"The first letter in your mouth."

“……”

It didn't take long for Mom to come back, and the first thing Mom did when she got home was to fill the fridge with all the things Nobuno liked to eat. Shinshu didn't feel sad at all, in fact, most of the things in the refrigerator were solved by Shinshu. For the sake of his body, Nobuno eats fresh and hot food. In order to prevent Nobuki from being knocked out of his leg, Nobuno didn't leak the news, after all, he was a brother, and he knew that if he was too embarrassed, he might lose his brother.